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Nov 2019
Welcome is the breaking branch,
fallen from hopes and pleasant futures.
May it land safely on the
neck of despair.

Buds of love, lust, and luck
sprout from now withered twigs,
never blossoming on trampled
underbrush.
Joseph Rice
Written by
Joseph Rice  32/M/Virginia
(32/M/Virginia)   
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